Written By
Tikva
Nov. 18, 2017, 2:32 p.m.(8/10/1007 AR)
Ripping dresses should be done as a joint project, in my view. Something flimsy and inexpensive may be worn for the purpose. Communication is key!
Written By
Mae
Nov. 18, 2017, 11:21 a.m.(8/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Joslyn
I believe Lady Joslyn has discovered the true reason that steelsilk was created. Let someone try to rip that dress!
Nov. 18, 2017, 11 a.m.(8/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Madeleine
Archlector Madeleine, or Maddy as she asked to be called, seems to have an ever-present smile, is kindly and supportive. She is good company and has a lovely way of speaking of the winds and waters of Mangata.
Nov. 18, 2017, 6:56 a.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
You know, I feel that it should be commented upon. Ripping a dress is not just a crime against your family's bank account, but also on your own sanity. If anybody were to rip one of my dresses, what follows had certainly better be the single most mind blowing experience of my life. Even if it was, my forgiveness would only last until the glow wore off, and than it gets brought up every time we have an argument between now and death. Don't rip dresses, unless you are 100% sure she is into that. As much fun as it is, and as hot as it is.
Just not my seasilk, please.
Nov. 18, 2017, 5:35 a.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Sparte
I am glad to see my exhaustive tasting of alcohols throughout Arx is being put to good use.
Written By
Esoka
Nov. 17, 2017, 11:35 p.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Delilah
I've had the pleasure of getting to know Lady Delilah Whitehawk better of late, and have decided we shall be good friends. It is strange sometimes, to live among silks while not being quite of them, and I feel she understands this as one not born to highborn titles. She is wise in ways I am not about threats we face, and brave in her studies to confront them. Also, she is quite fun to drink with.
Nov. 17, 2017, 11:26 p.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Ryhalt
Soon.
Nov. 17, 2017, 11:26 p.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
*A picture of a cliff face that comes right up against the sea. Most of the cliff is plain, boring slate... but one part of it has a shimmering rainbow of opalescent colors. Standing atop that cliff is a strange, ghostly figure of a woman, dressed in a pearlescant dress, but seeming to be insubstantial.*
Nov. 17, 2017, 11:25 p.m.(8/9/1007 AR)
*A detailed sketch of a bird of flames. This phoenix appears to be in the process of being burnt up and reborn.*
Written By
Mae
Nov. 17, 2017, 9:50 a.m.(8/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Mydas
Is brooding in tunnels underground better or worse than brooding in towers in the sky? Not that the Marquis would ever brooooood.
It was a very good talk I had with Marquis Mydas. We covered history, ancient and present, as well as some theological debate. He might be one of the very rare good Mirrormasks!
Nov. 17, 2017, 9:49 a.m.(8/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Niklas
You forgot going for a drink with your cousin.
Nov. 17, 2017, 1:01 a.m.(8/7/1007 AR)
Fuck I hate water, but I be grateful for not being keel hauled in a pool.
Nov. 16, 2017, 10:54 p.m.(8/7/1007 AR)
Let it never be said that I tolerate poor behavior amongst the Few. Or, rather, let it never be said that I tolerate poor behavior that gets caught. If you're going to misbehave, at least be good enough at it that I don't have to hang you for it. I swear, if that's what they're getting caught at, you just never know what someone's -really- up to. Anyway, moral of the story, be good enough to not get caught. Rule Number... um... I forget what my last number was. Let's say nine. So that's rule ten of being a sellsword.
Nov. 16, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(8/7/1007 AR)
When the madness comes, beauty means little, and little beauty can be seen.
Nov. 16, 2017, 10:30 p.m.(8/7/1007 AR)
I'm going out of my recluse at the Kennex Kay and taking a short break on writing plays and other publications to go out exploring Arvum and see what it has to offer to House Kennex and me--it might well serve an inspiration for my next writings. For now, I'd like to meet my valiant if reckless brother, the Marquis of Kennex, Ford (hope I'm no longer a babbling infant to him), and Octavia the sharp-minded (and sharp-tongued), the eldest in my family, the Chief Magistrate of the Crown Court of Arx, as well as the Voice of House Kennex. I hope that in the future I can also meet my capricious if highly imaginative and creative little sister Cecilia, on her homecoming from her study in medicine at the Apothecary College. Then, I'll meet and greet the rest.
Nov. 16, 2017, 7:22 p.m.(8/6/1007 AR)
The town is much how I remember but there are so many tailors now. So many. I mean on one hand it is wonderful to see Jayus so inspiring in other ways it is a conflict, I suppose. I am not remiss in my realization that I am a chosen vessel in my skills, but sometimes I just wonder. Also if you are reading this and you need a trend (I don't just do 'clothes' ugh) that is artwork, feel free to message me.
I have met up with my brother to catch up on his life. Why is it that every time I am away the big lug manages to get himself in trouble? I have met a courtesan who says there is more than what I think of his career. We shall see if he manages to become a muse of inspiration or not. Also, I won a drinking game, so I think I am upholding my side of the family well. I do think that I need to branch out and make some friends or contacts. We shall see how it turns out. Also, perhaps I will find some 'dame'ly inspiration to conceive something of silks or such.
Nov. 16, 2017, 7:17 p.m.(8/6/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Talen
I am not dramatic. I am just right. Also it not my fault that my DEAREST cousin is lacking in what he provides. The shame tarnishes my beating heart with each non-dramatic moment. I long for the days where the whiskey flowed free and he just knew that it should be waiting. Ahhh.. the poor man. I wonder if he has gone soft in his position. I find myself non-dramatically longsufferingly sighing in the wake of his name. Once a good drinking partner, now just another man speaking politics. My heart it bleeds. It mourns. --- I still don't have whiskey.
Nov. 16, 2017, 7:09 p.m.(8/6/1007 AR)
No more drunk journaling.
Friends in the city! Don't journal while drunk!
Nov. 16, 2017, 4:24 p.m.(8/6/1007 AR)
My shop, is my shop. It's my little world.
You don't fucking like my world and how I am in it, you go take your money to Petal, or Aurora, Saya or the dozen others.
But my shop is my world and the clothes I make are clearly worth dealing with my tongue from the looks of my bank account.
Nov. 16, 2017, 4:14 p.m.(8/6/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Freja
Gross.